Why the Renters love M&Ms: A Delicious Slash Ficlet
(A/Note: This is my first Rent fic, so be gentle! This is MimiMaureen, but with canon combos respected, except Joanne, who is Mark's lover. . Rating and reviews determine if I write more.)
"Honey, I'm home!" Mimi's soft soprano filled the apartment.
"Lovely! Collins, Angel, Maureen, Mark, and Joanne are here too. The whole frickin' Brady Bunch." Roger caught her by the waist and spun her around, burying her face in kisses until she pulled away. "Hey to you too, you love-whore." The nickname was Roger's ideal. He purred.
"Uh, hello, you guys! We're here too!" Maureen's angry voice shot out.
"Hey Maureen!" Mimi met her gaze with that irresistible smile.
"Hey darlin', have a good day?" Angel gave her a sweet hug.
"Noooo, classes were dreadful. My pervy English professor keeps saying he'd love to see me after class, and I'm guessing he wants to SEE me without clothes on." Mimi rolled her eyes.
"What'd you say?" Maureen snapped.
"I told him I'm busy. Let him figure it out." The redhead laughed.
Angel sat back in Collins' lap, and Mark checked his watch.
"Guys, I don't want to rush you, but Mark and I have that, uh… that thing, and Angel, Collins, don't you both have work?"
"Oh, dang! I do have to go, oh well see you guys later! Tonight? Sure! All right, love you, bye!" The house was soon empty, excepting Maureen and Mimi, who leaned in the doorway suggestively.
"Oh, look what Collins left." A bag of multi-colored M&Ms lay open on the coffee table.
"Yea, it's a shame he won't get them back." Maureen popped two red ones in her mouth.
"Two for me, one for you." But she didn't reach for another. Mimi was puzzled.
"One for me? Wha…" She broke off as Maureen's lips came to hers in a startling move. "Ohhhhhh," she gasped for air.
"One for you." And Mimi loved the taste of chocolate. Soon they reached the empty couch, and Maureen's jacket found the floor, with Mimi's hat and scarf. Less than three yards away, two males waited outside, high-fiving each other and staring enraptured through the balcony window.
"Dude, I knew the M&Ms were golden." Mark whispered.
"Well of course, chocolate is an aphrodisiac." Roger stared avidly as hair flew. Mimi groaned, and Maureen plied her with more chocolate as she stripped off her boots.
"I GOTTA try that with Mimi tonight."
"Yea, if there are any M&Ms left over." Mark hooted.
"I'll buy some more." Roger moaned, watching the beautiful girls.
"You don't think they know we're here, do you?"
"Nah, Mark, don't be an idiot. I mean, it's not like they'd do this with us watching."
But little did they know, Maureen was now laying on top of Mimi, stroking her hair, and she whispered into her ear,
"Think we gave the boys their money's worth?"
The brunette laughed, a joyful sound, and grabbed Maureen's head.
"They have, I haven't." And she pulled her lover back in, surging for a kiss.
Several whoots issued from the balcony, and Roger made a mental note to buy two bags of M&Ms. And that, my dears, is why the renters LOVE M&Ms.